Additionally, getting into a bloody car crash with your family. No one dies, but because you all got cuts, you accidentally spread AIDS to all of them. --T​K​F​​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​CK 00:33, 5 May 2008 (UTC)

On top of that, watching your whole family slowly die of AIDS knowing that you gave it to all of them in an atrocity you didn't commit, damning God all the while, is pretty bad too. --T​K​F​​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​CK 00:36, 5 May 2008 (UTC)

Let's not forget being permanently shunned by all of your former friends, after that. After only a few weeks, your entire family's dead, your health is slowly but painfully deteriorating, and the only friend you have left is your television. --T​K​F​​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​CK 00:37, 5 May 2008 (UTC)

Finally, you snap after watching the fiftieth rerun of that What's Happening? episode where Rerun gets caught with the tape recorder at the Doobie Brother's Concert. You decide to kill the next person who comes to your door, and just your luck, it's your former best friend coming to apologize. He figured out that it wasn't your fault for what happened, but it's too late to make amends when you're stabbing out his eyeball with a rusty ice pick. When you come to your senses and see the carnage strewn about your floor, a dark sense of finality comes over yourself. You've hit rock bottom. --T​K​F​​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​CK 00:39, 5 May 2008 (UTC)

You can't sink any lower in this world, the worst has already happened, so you decide to hang yourself on your ceiling fan. Once you secure your neck to your necktie and the necktie to the fan, however, you accidentally hit the "On" switch, sending you around the room in a painful whirlpool that breaks the fan and sends you rocketing into your own toilet, splitting your skull open. When the police come to arrest you for the murder of your dead friend, you are bloody, soaked in toilet water, and a failure at suicide. --T​K​F​​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​CK 00:41, 5 May 2008 (UTC)

When you come to, you decide that you will finally, once and for all, end yourself. There's no way you'll be able to handle prison. You know that you're weak and meek. You'll be torn to shreds. You attempt to assault the guard carrying you away, but he buttresses you so easily you fall on your sorry little ass. Just as the paddy wagon takes you from your house, you realize once and for all that you have failed so spectacularly that you're not even technically human. You are the epitome of sorry failure. That's pretty bad. --T​K​F​​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​U​CK 00:43, 5 May 2008 (UTC)